whole new direction

I've just spent my first almost-full day in our new home in Norway. I arrived last night after a gloriously sunny and emotional Sunday in Reykjavík, accompanied by a colleague who happened to be traveling for meetings in Oslo. After we landed, we both took the train, and after the last station in Oslo, I was on my own, rocketing through the blackness to where I will now be living.

S met me at the train station and we walked through a brightly lit square lined with shops to the car, and a short drive later we were at the new place. He'd chosen it at a time when I couldn't be with him for the search so it was with some anxiety that I walked in to see what he'd committed us to having as our home. I should not have worried. It's bright, classically Norwegian looking with a huge deck, slate floors in the connected salon, and views of hills from every window.

Last night I couldn't sleep, looking at the twinkling lights of the hills from the massive bedroom window, pacing between the other windows in the other rooms to look at stars and sleeping Norwegian houses. After so many months being apart, it's amazing to be here finally, together with the same address.